My wretched sinful heart. What kills me is that I don’t give a damn when I sin against God every single day. Not much remorse, unrepentant heart. It is only when my sin hurts and ruins those around me that I’m awakened to the fact that I need to pursue righteousness and need grace. It kills me that it has to get to that point before I want to change. Why can’t I love God more?
Give me clean hands, give me a pure heart. Let me be one who seeks your face oh God of Jacob.
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